November 1, 1985
3:30 PM PST
"So, Marty," asked Calvin, "this really is your second year anniversary... of being with Jennifer?"
The twins were both sitting on Calvin's bed, and eatimg M&Ms - while listening to KKHV on the boombox.
"That's correct," replied Marty. "I still remember how we met. We met, when the teacher paired us up for a class project. We pretty much hit it off, right away."
"Y'know, Marty," Calvin said, quietly, "I can't help but feel a little jealous. I mean, I wish I had a girlfriend, too. I guess I really would like some romance in my life."
"I understand, Cal," Marty said, gently. "Just give it time, okay? I'm sure you'll find your girl, some day."
"I never got to meet the Jennifer from our world," added Calvin. "I really wonder if we would've hit it off, too, had we ever met."
"Well, it's kind of hard to know," Marty said, softly. "According to what Jennifer said, it appears that the Jennifer in your world was forced to be a stripper - for Biff Tannen!"
"Wow!" gasped Calvin. "That sounds awful. Y'know, I think I don't really want to keep the tapes that contain music from our world - not even Huey Lewis and The Rebels. It just brings back too many terrible memories and nightmares."
"Well, I wouldn't be so quick to burn them," Marty said, quietly. 'I mean, later on, you might change your mind - and regret it."
"I understand, Marty," whispered Calvin. "On one hand, I really would like to break all ties I've had to that other world. On the other hand, though, I've spent most of my life in that world - and I have some pleasant memories that I'd like to remember. So, it's not like my life was all bad - but remembering that world still gives me the creeps."
"Well, I really don't know what to tell you," Marty said, gently, "but I can imagine what you must be going through. My trip to 1955 did change my life, in major ways - but it definitely was not to the same extent, as it was in your case. I mean, hell, I thought that my own life was pretty bad - before I went back in time. I mean, my mother was an alcoholic who simply seemed to disapprove of almost anything I did - including my relationship with Jennifer. As for my father, well, he let Biff bully him around all the time - which had resulted in Biff totalling the car. It was the car I really was planning on using, in order to take Jennifer to the lake. Still, all things considered, my life wasn't really all that bad - especially compared to what you had to go through."
"As I've said before," Calvin said, quietly, "I really don't feel sorry for myself. I can't really say that my life was all that bad, either. I mean, I was in boarding schools for most of my life - so it's not like I was constantly subjected to Biff's abuse."
"Well, anyway," Marty said, sighing, "there's the whole world at large, to consider. While my family life might have changed after my trip to 1955, the rest of the world pretty much stayed the same. However, there seems to be lots of major differences between the world you grew up in - and my world." Marty suddenly laughed, as he continued, "Oh, listen to me talk! I just referred to this world as being my world! Yeah, right, as if! Really, if this was my world, a lot of things about this world would be different. Well, anyway, I guess that's what dealing with alternate realities can do to a person."
"I'm still getting used to the fact that Dad is alive, again," said Calvin. "Although, I guess he's not technically my dad - but still..."
"Actually, he is technically your dad," Marty said, as he placed an arm around Calvin's shoulder. "You see, the other world doesn't exist anymore - so my dad is your dad, too!"
"Well, then," Calvin pondered. "How come I still exist? I'm thinking, if the other world doesn't exist anymore - than why do Chris, Tabitha, and I still exist?"
"It's because you came here in a time machine," Marty replied. "You guys did your part to change the past, nd that's how you ended up here. One mystery I'm still trying to figure out, though - is how you guys really ended up in the timeline... where Doc and I returned to 1955, to retrieve the almanac from Biff."
"Yeah, I wondered about that, myself," Calvin agreed, nodding. "A theory that Chris came up with, was that the event actually took place... after you and Doc made an appearance, in our world. So, after we returned to 1955, we landed in the timeline - where you and Doc returned."
"Whoa, this is real heavy!" breathed Marty. "So, Cal, suppose we returned straight to 1955... from 2015. Then, most likely, you wouldn't have shown up in that timeline?"
"Hmm, well, that's what I'd guess," replied Calvin. "I wouldn't know for sure, though. It's a bit uncanny, Marty, to think about how much we have in common - and how much things between us are different. I guess this goes to show us how much the environment we grew up in can really shape our lives. I'd still like you to teach me how to skateboard, if you ever get a chance."
"Oh, sure, that won't be a problem," replied Marty. "Skateboarding sure isn't all that hard, once you get the hang of it. Car-surfing can be rather dangerous, and I know that some people have expressed their concerns about my habit."
"Well, no, I don't really want to car-surf," said Calvin, chuckling a little. "I just want to skateboard around town, a little. It actually looks like a lot of fun. Say, Marty, did you start car-surfing - when people dared you to do so, by calling you a chicken?"
"Oh, no," replied Marty, shaking his head. "A few of my friends and I actually took up car-surfing, when we were foiurteen years old. I really felt that it was a quick form of transportation, as I didn't have a car."
"I just realized something else," gasped Calvin. "I'll really have to study up on world history and US history. I guess it was in November in 1955, that our timelines began to skew - so I'll really have about thirty years worth of history... to re-learn. So, it's my understanding that the Viet Nam War ended in the mid-'70s... in this world?"
"Yeah! April 30 of 1975, to be exact," replied Marty. He then laughed and said, "Gee, I'm actually starting to sound like Doc! Say, that reminds me. When you met Chris, did you also call him Doc?"
"It depends on what you're asking," Calvin replied. "Chris and Tabitha used to watch me, regularly - until my dad was shot. I just called him Dr. Brown. When I met him again, though, before we went back to 1955 - he asked me to call him Doc. I guess that's because that's what you called him, back in 1955. It's sure strange to think of him as being Chris, now. So, Marty, are you and Jennifer really planning to have a candlelight dinner?"
"Oh, you bet," gushed Marty. "I suppose I'd better get going, now. This is such a special day for us, and I plan to make the most out of it."
"Good luck, Marty," Calvin said, warmly. "Gee, I sometimes still feel like I'm talking to myself - when I refer to you as Marty. I guess, in a way, I am talking to myself - whenever I talk to you."
"Oh, Cal, you're too funny!" Marty said, laughing, as he leaned over to hug his twin.
"Have a great night, Marty," Calvin called out.
After Marty left the room, Calvin laid back on his bed - and began to relax. He was, of course, happy for his twin - but he couldn't help wishing that he had a girlfriend, too. He sighed, as he figured that he mustn't be so greedy. The important thing was, he was finally out of the corrupt world that Biff Tannen ruled.
